Incidentally you stepped into my life pure and sure like a breeze
from the bank of the Nile.
Speaking into my atmosphere like Louis Armstrong and Miles.
You quickly became my jazzy refrain,
My saxaphone riff in the key of sultry.
You moved me.
So full of mystery and complete intrigue; you immersed me in extasy
and high speed.
My soul lurched forth from your inertia and in me,
a complement was birthed.
We stood face to face with the three fates while they tended our
thread.
Simply beggin on the balls of my knees for a chance to live three
lifetimes in order to experience the very essence of you and to learn
your secret arts.
That mystic voodoo sent fever through my veins, invoking illusions
and delicious honey tipped delusions of deep and profound confusion
that fusioned with my intellect and heart sending me hurtling from
this world to the next.
With every breath I embraced you and sunk deeper into your puce
colored glow.
You held me close and whispered in the ancient kemetic tongue of long
ago days when mortals were new and emotions were old.
Of scattered places and mesmirizing faces.
I am absolutely spellbound.
Lifted completely off the ground, never having heard a sound.
Swimming upstream against the current's onslaught.
Its pure deja vu that I find myself so into you.
On the tail of Halley's comet I enter your orbit and feel that
familiar thrill.
With a small caress, the brush of my fingertips, on someone's ear a
small nibble or kiss, a grab on the hips, their flesh, my lips; they
are guaranteed to feel your chill.....
The small fire of ice cold pleasure to the nines.
My hands, my body, my eyes, my mouth, my words, my gestures drip with
this oil from the vine....

wow!! tyte scribing welcome within da grace of the house
poeticly sweet welcome to destee.com poetry playground
welcome from above as i bless da drop some love

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Hmmmm it feels so good to be here and surrounded by poets and the smell of sweet words on the wind. I appreciate the love pa. Keep in touch and I look forward to checkin out ya work as well. One love poet, keep scribin'